The Collected Writings of Thomas De Quincey, Bind 2Adam and Charles Black, 1889 |
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... hour I was summoned to her pre- sence . Among other questions , she put this to me , which is importantly connected with my future experience at Oxford , and my coming account of it : - " Your guardians , " she pre- faced , " still ...
... hour I was summoned to her pre- sence . Among other questions , she put this to me , which is importantly connected with my future experience at Oxford , and my coming account of it : - " Your guardians , " she pre- faced , " still ...
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... hour , brought me through the long northern suburb of Oxford , to a shabby coach - inn , situated in the Corn Market . Business was out of the question at that hour . But the next day I assembled all the acquaintances I had in the ...
... hour , brought me through the long northern suburb of Oxford , to a shabby coach - inn , situated in the Corn Market . Business was out of the question at that hour . But the next day I assembled all the acquaintances I had in the ...
Side 22
... converge the students for the hour or two of what is called lecture ; which over , each undergraduate again becomes sui juris , is again absorbed into the crowds of the world , resorts to whatsoever haunts he chooses , 22 AUTOBIOGRAPHY.
... converge the students for the hour or two of what is called lecture ; which over , each undergraduate again becomes sui juris , is again absorbed into the crowds of the world , resorts to whatsoever haunts he chooses , 22 AUTOBIOGRAPHY.
Side 41
... hours of study , or specially fitted to tempt others of narrower means to ruinous emulation . Upon these principles , as it seems to me , the discipline of the University is founded . The keeping of hunters , for example , is ...
... hours of study , or specially fitted to tempt others of narrower means to ruinous emulation . Upon these principles , as it seems to me , the discipline of the University is founded . The keeping of hunters , for example , is ...
Side 50
... seem very churlish . Nobody can be less a friend than myself to monkish and ascetic seclusion , unless it were for twenty - three hours out of the twenty - four . But , however this be settled , let no mistake 50 AUTOBIOGRAPHY 59.
... seem very churlish . Nobody can be less a friend than myself to monkish and ascetic seclusion , unless it were for twenty - three hours out of the twenty - four . But , however this be settled , let no mistake 50 AUTOBIOGRAPHY 59.
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Side 248 - Or mild concerns of ordinary life, A constant influence, a peculiar grace ; But who, if he be called upon to face Some awful moment to which Heaven has joined Great issues, good or bad for human kind, Is happy as a Lover ; and attired With sudden brightness, like a Man inspired...
Side 254 - All shod with steel, We hissed along the polished ice in games Confederate, imitative of the chase And woodland pleasures, — the resounding horn, The pack loud bellowing, and the hunted hare.
Side 195 - To lift the smothering weight from off my breast? It were a vain endeavour, Though I should gaze for ever On that green light that lingers in the west: I may not hope from outward forms to win The passion and the life, whose fountains are within.
Side 196 - Imagination. For not to think of what I needs must feel But to be still and patient, all I can; And haply by abstruse research to steal From my own nature all the natural man — This was my sole resource, my only plan; Till that which suits a part infects the whole, And now is almost grown the habit of my soul.
Side 278 - But how can He expect that others should Build for him, sow for him, and at his call Love him, who for himself will take no heed at all...
Side 444 - When Mrs. Siddons came into the room, there happened to be no chair ready for her, which he observing, said with a smile, ' Madam, you who so often occasion a want of seats to other people, will the more easily excuse the want of one yourself.
Side 285 - The Youth of green savannahs spake, And many an endless, endless lake, With all its fairy crowds Of islands, that together lie As quietly as spots of sky Among the evening clouds.
Side 131 - I were to linger upon this, the greatest event in the unfolding of my own mind. Let me say in one word, that, at a period when neither the one nor the other writer was valued by the public — both having a long warfare to accomplish of contumely and ridicule, before they could rise into their present estimation — I found in these poems " the ray of a new morning," and an absolute revelation of untrodden worlds, teeming with power and beauty, as yet unsuspected amongst men.
Side 140 - I recognized my object. This was Coleridge. I examined him steadfastly for a minute or more ; and it struck me that he saw neither myself nor any other object in the street.
Side 227 - She was a phantom of delight When first she gleam'd upon my sight; A lovely apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful dawn; A dancing shape, an image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay. I saw her upon nearer view...